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Two for One (NC-17)
Disclaimers: Smut.
Smut smut smut smut and smut.
And I own NOTHING!!!!!! Nothing
you recognize belongs to me. Belongs to
Marvel, WB, and people with lawyers and money.
A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
WOMAN ALIVE ™, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta… Wheee!
PWPs! This is for Tex, who has
been very patient, lol. This is a PWP,
which means, little or NO plot, so don’t be disappointed when it lacks
direction. *g *
Rahne felt a little too
warm. It was a nice warm, but… “Jamie, move. You’re squishing me.” He muttered
something and snuggled closer. She was
just awake enough to realize she was uncomfortable and to realize the cause of
it. Anything beyond that was lost to
Morpheus. “Jamie, move!” She shoved him particularly hard and sighed
in contentment as she regained control
over her half of the bed, not really registering the thud and soft cry of
surprised pain that followed it closely.
She was still warm, but not overtly so, and further, she had her own
pillow back.
Jamie lay
on the floor, glaring at the ceiling.
He had just been trying to be affectionate, he groused inwardly. She’s always complaining I don’t initiate
things enough, and wh do, do, she kicks me out of bed! He sighed and rose up on his elbows, his
multiple mimicking him a few feet down the bed. “Great. Double the
headache,” the original muttered aloud.
Rahne had rolled up in the blanket as soon as she pushed him from the
bed and all that was peeking out was her face and one bare shoulder. Her wolfish metabolism kept her warmer than
most people, and she claimed that as her reason for sleeping naked. “Besides,” she had told him, “Caleb is too
young to even walk. When he’s old
enough to burst in accidentally, I’ll start wearing pajamas.” As it was, Jamie found it alternately
maddening and endearing. That night, it
was the formetherther than the latter.
She shifted again, smiling in her sleep and buried her face in her
pillow, sighing in contentment. He made
a decision then and there—if he wasn’t going to sleep, neither was she…
Rahne
opened one eye and frowned. Jamie was
too close again. She pushed her finger
against his bare chest and muttered.
“Shove over.”
“No.”
She opened
both eyes. He was smiling faintly
lo
looking a little too mischievous for his own good. “Jamie, I asked nicely…”
She gasped as she felt hands slip around her waist from behind, coming
to rest on her stomach. “Jamie?” her
voice trembled slightly in tired uncertainty.
“First
off,” he responded, “you didn’t ask nicely.
You ordered. And pushed me off the bed.” As his multiple ran his hands up her side to cup her breast,
Jamie drew one finger down the side of her face to her throat. He could see her become more awake and
momentarily nervous, very nearly driving him to call a halt to his attentions
but her hesitation melted away and she smiled back. “And now we have a little problem…”
“Do we
now?” she mused lightly, pressing herself against him, his multiple pressing
against her in turn from behind. “It
doesn’t seem so little to me…”
Jamie
laughed sharply, surprised at her comment.
“Thanks for the vote of confidence.[1]” She giggled as his obvious arousal teased
her center, barely brushing her sex between her thighs. Behind her, his multiple grasped her thigh
and pulled her leg over his, parting her wet folds. She shivered at the exposure but did not comment otherwise. “But you weren’t very nice at all.”
“I was too
warm,” she complained, though without real conviction. “And you were squishing me.”
“I was
squishing you, rep repeated, slipping one finger into her rosy flesh. “Well, a squished wife is not a happy wife,
is she?” Rahne snickered, the sound
turning into a soft moan as a second finger joined the first, his thumb
brushing her engorged clitoris.[2]
“Jamie,”
she asked a tad shakily, his hands all over her, quite literally, making it
difficult to think coherently, “what is it that you have in mind, exactly?”
He glanced
over herd atd at the mirror of himself cradling her from behind and smiled a
little more broadly for just a moment.
“Trust me?”
“Of
course…”
“Good.” He pulled away from her, both of him, and
moved so that he knelt behind her and his multiple knelt near her head. Rahne’s eyes widened for a moment but she
let him move her, turning her onto her stomach and raising her hips, shoving
the pillows under her stomach. “If you
want me to stop,” he began, but she cut him off.
“No, this
is…good…” She sounded unsure but
interested, her fingers gripping the sheets in betrayal of her
nervousness. They had never done things
like this before, despite teasing about it from their friends and even
discussing it once, briefly, when they first started sleeping together. She closed her eyes and willed her tremors
away but gasped aloud as she felt him press against her sex. This, she knew. This was safe and normal, in her mind, but she knew the multiple
was waiting, just inches from her, and she opened her eyes again as Jamie
slowly filled her, cautious to the last as if she were fragile and would
break. Rahne groaned appreciatively as
she felt his length in her, his fingers moving to stroke the exposed silken
petals of her core. She moved with him,
a slow steady rocking, as she mustered her nerves. _He’s just Jamie, _ she scolded herself. _The same as the other, just…more so… _
She closed her eyes again, feeling like a twit for being so wrought, and
pushed herself up on her elbows.
Jamie
gasped himself as she closed her lips on his multiple. The connection he had with each of his
duplicates made him feel everything she was doing to him, coupled with the warm
grasping of her body around him, was nearly sensory overload. He felt her mouth, wet and willing, drawing
on him as he felt her body clasping him, the soft moans in her throat
reverberating through both he and his multiple. As she moved against him, she sent shocks of sensation through
his body, the same as when she scraped her teeth just barely on the sensitive member
in her mouth, her tongue following to lave the jolts of pleasured pain. He grasped her hips tightly, a bit chagrined
at the fact this was not going to last as long as he wanted. With the sensations doubled, he was having a
difficult time controlling anything, including the pace he had set at
first. He thrust into her roughly, her
muffled cry somewhere ben sen surprise and affront as she took his length in
deeper. He stroked her bud of desire,
making her groan around him as her folds slickened, her climax near. Jamie closed his eyes and bit back a loud
moan as she moved to capture her own nipple between her fingers, squeezing and
stroking the turgid peak as she reached her end. He felt her spasm around him, her ecstasy quieted by his arousal
between her lips as she drew ever more intently on him, her tongue and lips and
mouth working to bring him to his own release.
Jamie leaned forward and kissed the back of her neck, making her shiver
in response, a second climax following her first as he continued to move within
her, trying to hold off for as long as possible.
Rahne felt
wrung out but alive and wonderfully so as Jamie groaned behind her, stiffening
and grasping her waist tightly the moment before he released within her. She felt him flood her with warm climax,
spilling around their juncture as he climaxed in her mouth. She swallowed him, laving and sucking until
he pulled away, leaving her to collapse against the pillows as he withdrew from
her on all counts. Post coital
somnolence threatened to claim her before he could come back from cleaning up
but was was awake enough to snuggle closer as he reached between them to
perform the courtesy for her, as well. “Maybe,”
she murmured sleepily after several minutes, “being squished isn’t such a bad
thing…”
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